Summary

Humor and Drama and Adventure, oh my! Stories, drabbles, and long winding narratives from all across the realms of fandom.

Various ideas, scenes, conversations, and character studies. The title comes from that book most US elementary school students have to read: From the Mixed up Files of Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler. You know, the one where they live in the Metropolitan Museum of Art for about a week?

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When London orphan Duo Maxwell puts off seminary school to accompany his mentor, elderly Father Maxwell, on a botanical survey of an exotic African jungle, he hopes for the adventure of a lifetime. What he finds is both much more precious and far more dangerous than he could have ever dreamed.

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Trowa Barton was an orphan raised by South African mercenaries. Duo Maxwell was the son of a British lord. Not only were these two teenage boys destined to fall in love, but they were destined to save the world. Tomb raider style.

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After the war, life went on for everyone except the five Gundam pilots. Deemed a danger to society, they bought their lives but not their freedom. Duo has a plan to change that and while marriage is part of the plan, falling in love is not. Canon-compliant through the series, Endless Waltz has not happened... yet.

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Bookmarker's Notes

But then the hatch was hissing open and Trowa asked, “All clear to enter?”

“Be warned: as soon as you do, you have to hit the self-destruct button.”

There was a long moment of silence as Trowa paused, balanced on the threshold, camera pointed at the pilot’s seat. “What?”

“It’s not wired to the actual self-destruct system. I tried it once. G disabled it before I ever took the damn thing to Earth. After the war, I popped the panel off and hotwired it into the security system.”

“If I don’t hit it fast enough, what will happen?” He didn’t sound concerned about it. Actually, I was pretty sure he was just curious.

"A glancing blow," the Dragon said sharply. "I've had them before. We all have. I will not be confined here while we have yet to track the Reaver to its source-"

"Wufei." Trowa's voice was quiet as he sat on Quatre's bed, Hrere purring by his side. "If you were piloting Shenlong between L4's secondary port and the main Moon Base, eluding a tel'tac equipped with Macha's advanced stealth detection, power down to seventy-five percent, life support at fifty, and a flutter in your secondary reactor couplings, what would be your trajectory?"